dicksbro
01-22-2013, 03:25 AM
THE PLAYOFF GAME
The playoff game was starting,
I was settled in my chair,
An ice cold beer beside me,
There was excitement in the air.
The teams lined up for the kick,
I could feel the tension rise,
Then my wife stepped up behind me,
And rubbed my neck and heard my body sigh.
I didn’t see the kickoff
She leaned down to me and kissed,
I heard the fans applauding
For our smooching, I would guess.
She wrapped her arms around me
And held me close and tight,
She moved around and straddled me
Like sometimes in the night.
My hands roamed up and down her back,
And I realized she was nude,
So I took the time to worship her
She was so soft and smooth.
I pushed up against her
And could feel her in reply,
Grind herself against me,
With light moans and a passioned sigh.
Her fingers soon found the buttons,
And undid my shirt in haste,
Then reached a little lower
And undid my pants with grace.
She moved back from my lap a minute,
And helped my shirt to fall,
She took and tossed it to the side
Where I heard it hit the wall.
Then kneeling down before me,
She grabbed the waistband of my pants
Then slipped them down and off from me
And took my rising member in her hands.
Leaning forward she soon caressed it,
And smothered it with love,
Sliding it between her lips,
Like a warm and moistened glove.
Her kisses were amazing,
Her loving was divine,
I couldn’t help but thank God
That she was truly mine.
She didn’t let it happened,
Only made it tense,
Then again she sat upon my lap,
Like on a saddle or a fence.
She guided me inside her,
And slowly took it deep,
Then she slid up and down upon me,
Til’ it soon needed quick relief.
I moaned and said I was cumming,
She replied to fill her full,
Shot after shot then followed,
I simply was not in control.
After several sharp contractions,
I knew she had cum, too,
She smiled and kissed me deeply,
And uttered a gentle, “Ooooo.”
As my penis softened after this,
It slipped from her tunnel’s grasp,
“Oh my,” she muttered in my ear,
“I’m leaking fairly fast.”
I took her from my lap
And laid her on the floor,
Then laid myself between her legs,
And saw her dripping door.
There was only one thing I could do,
So I licked her tenderly,
Cleaning up what I had shared
Teasing her lovingly.
She began to quiver,
And her hips began to move,
She pressed herself against my lips,
She was so warm and smooth.
Her hands pulled my face to her,
She moaned and cried to me,
“I’m coming my love, I’m cumming!
My climax, I can’t believe!”
I never heard the football game,
But I knew that I had really won,
By having that time with my great wife,
And helping her to cum!
The playoff game was starting,
I was settled in my chair,
An ice cold beer beside me,
There was excitement in the air.
The teams lined up for the kick,
I could feel the tension rise,
Then my wife stepped up behind me,
And rubbed my neck and heard my body sigh.
I didn’t see the kickoff
She leaned down to me and kissed,
I heard the fans applauding
For our smooching, I would guess.
She wrapped her arms around me
And held me close and tight,
She moved around and straddled me
Like sometimes in the night.
My hands roamed up and down her back,
And I realized she was nude,
So I took the time to worship her
She was so soft and smooth.
I pushed up against her
And could feel her in reply,
Grind herself against me,
With light moans and a passioned sigh.
Her fingers soon found the buttons,
And undid my shirt in haste,
Then reached a little lower
And undid my pants with grace.
She moved back from my lap a minute,
And helped my shirt to fall,
She took and tossed it to the side
Where I heard it hit the wall.
Then kneeling down before me,
She grabbed the waistband of my pants
Then slipped them down and off from me
And took my rising member in her hands.
Leaning forward she soon caressed it,
And smothered it with love,
Sliding it between her lips,
Like a warm and moistened glove.
Her kisses were amazing,
Her loving was divine,
I couldn’t help but thank God
That she was truly mine.
She didn’t let it happened,
Only made it tense,
Then again she sat upon my lap,
Like on a saddle or a fence.
She guided me inside her,
And slowly took it deep,
Then she slid up and down upon me,
Til’ it soon needed quick relief.
I moaned and said I was cumming,
She replied to fill her full,
Shot after shot then followed,
I simply was not in control.
After several sharp contractions,
I knew she had cum, too,
She smiled and kissed me deeply,
And uttered a gentle, “Ooooo.”
As my penis softened after this,
It slipped from her tunnel’s grasp,
“Oh my,” she muttered in my ear,
“I’m leaking fairly fast.”
I took her from my lap
And laid her on the floor,
Then laid myself between her legs,
And saw her dripping door.
There was only one thing I could do,
So I licked her tenderly,
Cleaning up what I had shared
Teasing her lovingly.
She began to quiver,
And her hips began to move,
She pressed herself against my lips,
She was so warm and smooth.
Her hands pulled my face to her,
She moaned and cried to me,
“I’m coming my love, I’m cumming!
My climax, I can’t believe!”
I never heard the football game,
But I knew that I had really won,
By having that time with my great wife,
And helping her to cum!